Slow Motion

The snow coming down is slow
I quieted down a little and watched it
It’s cold, but I decided to go ahead and leave the windows open

Nights when there’s nothing are slow.
I quieted down a little and felt the winter
It’s cold, but I decided to leave my coat behind and headed to the station

See, still on the train at the terminal,
deep down in my heart I thought about it
I’m easily worried by stupid stupid things

But for some reason I used to live my life tossing things out,
not holding onto anything
I pretended to cry, easily worried by dumb little things

I can’t go, I can’t go all over
That is, that is to say, it’s slow motion
I drift gently, gently, just like snow

The snow coming down is slow
The window, white and cloudy, is just like me
I’m lonely because the snow changed into rain,
although that doesn’t mean anything

See, I start running to where the last train will stop
For some reason, you were there deep down in my heart
I think of you, exhaling white breaths, white breaths

But on nights when the last train’s passed and I’m free
I locked myself away in my heart
I pretended to cry at my frustration over not being able, able to go back

I can’t go, I can’t go all over
That is, that is to say, it’s slow motion
I drift gently, gently, just like snow

I can’t go, I can’t go all over
That is, that is to say, it’s slow motion
I drift gently, gently, just like snow

The future, the future, it gradually decreases,
gradually decreases, gradually decreases
The future, we get to know it gradually,
get to know it gradually, get to know it gradually

I can’t go, I can’t go all over
That is, that is to say, it’s slow motion
I drift gently, gently, just like snow

 

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Superfantastic

every moment, every night,
life seems to be a big tragedy
dreams, believed to be achieved once might
end up in agony!
but open your eyes and just take a look around
can you hear that boogie sound
someone’s hand is on my shoulder
gotta go, gotta flow, this is no time to be slow
possibility,
it’s a mystery
your biggest dreams,
they might come to reality
we will find a way,
and a place to stay
so keep on dreaming,
on this super-fantasy

keeping looking for a chance
searching our path, love and romance
life, there’s much more than it seems to be
come out, and give a glance!
open your eyes and just take a look around
can you hear that boogie sound
someone’s hand is on my shoulder
gotta go, gotta flow, this is no time to be slow
possibility,
it’s a mystery
your biggest dreams,
they might come to reality
we will find a way,
and a place to stay
so keep on dreaming,
on this super-fantasy

though it seems to be
contradictory
they can never take away your dignity
it’s a brand new day,
and i’m here to stay
so come with me,
this is the time to WAKE UP
possibility,
it’s a mystery
your biggest dreams,
they might come to reality
we will find a way,
and a place to stay
so keep on dreaming,
on this super-fantasy

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Endless II

Someone laughing at someone else,
And behind them, another person laughing at that
Yet another person laughing at that, and someone who’s saddened by it

Someone crying because they’re sad,
And behind them, another person laughing at that
Yet another person laughing at that, and someone who’s saddened by it

AH, here I am paying no heed to any of it, and yet for some reason, I hear a voice
It colors the invisible night, it’s giving me déjà vu

AH, I walk, paying no need to any of it, and yet for some reason, I hear a voice
Whose voice is it that colors the invisible night?

What do I think, from behind the person laughing at someone else?
Yet another person laughing at that,
And someone who will make it end

What do I think, from behind the person crying because they’re sad?
Yet another person laughing at that,
And someone who will make it end

AH, here I am paying no heed to any of it, and yet for some reason, I hear a voice
It colors the invisible night, it’s giving me déjà vu

AH, I walk, paying no need to any of it, and yet for some reason, I hear a voice
Whose voice is it that colors the invisible night?

What will I say, behind them? What will they say, behind me?
Whose voice is it that colors the invisible world?

AH, every time I point at myself with my finger, I freeze in my tracks
The voice that colors the invisible world, it’s mine

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Klee

I write poems, poems by myself
Accumulating books I can’t read

Ennui   Blaming it on that
Ennui   I push myself too hard

Someone I don’t know is laughing at me
A person pointing their finger at me

A group of people who say this and that
I’ve started saying this and that

Corrections, writing, revisions, can’t sleep

So, the reason I get depressed when I look at Klee’s paintings
Is because I’ve lost my innocence, is it because I’ve lost it?

Wanting to depict things that can’t be seen
I use, I use words

Ennui   I thrive on it
Ennui   Try to live on it

Corrections, writing, revisions, can’t sleep

So, the reason I get depressed when I look at Klee’s paintings
Is because I’ve lost my innocence, is it because I’ve lost it?

So, if I find what’s ‘me’– and who cares if it’s not neat and pretty–
That would be the beginning of everything, of everything

It’d be the beginning, the beginning

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ALL RIGHT PART2

In the morning
An arm of a sofa in a living room
A sleeping cat
And a statue of the dog named Edy
Making strong coffe the first thing

Adding more sugar
Bitter words don’t like it
Lying in a tight corner
Say goodbye to wobbly afternoon
Release your mind

Sing
All right

The left side of the brain
It is a little better than
Like a living dead
Swimming through a dense forest as sperms
Asking the right side of the brain in such a situation

In someone’s basement
If you only
Cram history knowledge

I want to hold your hand and give you a hug
A beat brings you to heaven
Be like a love
As same as praying
Let the night be filled with music

Sing
All right
If your dancing looks like a monkey
All right

La la la
The rule pretends to understand everything
Kick it
I’m not going to run on the rail
This is not the age when we are holding onto the rope

A chord
Stop playing with words
Throw the meaning away, come now

I want to hold your hand if you a hug
A beat brings you to heaven
Be like a love
As same as praying
Let the night be filled with music

Sing
All right
If you can do the common step
All right
Also if your dancing looks like a monkey
All right

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M

The sunset hurried along
Black hair blowing in the wind on the beach
She’s an only child
She always played by herself

The sunset hurried along
A stray seagull resting on the beach
It’s an only child too
It always flew by itself

The sunset stopped
The red girl and red bird on the beach
They said something
They were thinking the same words

The beachfront, a person’s dream
The beachfront, a bird’s dream
Though they’ll be forgotten one day

Don’t go, tears for a lonely dusk
Don’t go, tears while looking at the pale sky

Don’t go, tears for a sad dusk
Don’t go, because I want to see the end of my faint dreams

The sunset realized
I hear the bell ring 5’o’clock and look around
She’s gone
She’s gone, as usual

The sunset realized
I hear the bell ring 5’o’clock and look around
The seagull’s gone
It’s gone, as usual

The beachfront, a person’s dream
The beachfront, a bird’s dream
Above the boats floating
Above the sand I see
The bell ringing 5’o’clock, it’s gone
The shadow of a person and a bird
Though they’ll be forgotten one day

Don’t go, tears for a lonely dusk
Don’t go, tears while looking at the pale sky

Don’t go, tears for a sad dusk
Don’t go, because I want to see the end of my faint dreams

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Keikoku

At night I can’t feel the coming of morning even the slightest.
Does darkness consider Japan’s future ?
The television, the sighs hardly stop my watch.
What can make me feel emptiness to this extreme ?

The answering machine in your room seems to be functioning properly,
somehow I don’t care in the least,
Cause my hair growing long means nothing to me.

I don’t expect to be fulfilled by filling in holes with words.
Unable to wait for sunrise I search for the scissors.
It doesn’t mean anything to you even if I cut everything.

The person I met that summer doesn’t exist.
As it grew colder, I loved you without out ever knowing you.
Its too late now, to say “it was all an act”
You cried through the reciever, but I’m the one who wants to cry.

Even if you’re the only one calling me, and you give your full
wonderful attention, its already too late.
because you didn’t even try to answer me.

Come to this sea again, on a walk trying to remember
Even though I feel its easier to stop the waves,
My feelings have gone off and don’t come back.
You laugh at me “liars get decieved as well” but
starting with foolish old me there are a race of those incapable
of the act.
If I fall clumisilly unable to go forward correctly
I’ll die, without using any tool to help me stand up.
If I can put away this murderous intent, as a last word
I want to tell you “not to make fun of me so mechanically”

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